"Why do you do this? He's crazy now." Commander Guo transmitted a voice to Feng Linwan.

Chu Jianbin is indeed crazy.

Even if he had transformed himself into a lich, he shouldn't be so daring to break into Feng Linxun's award ceremony.

If there is sabotage afterwards, it is just routine retaliation. But choosing this timing was not only aimed at Feng Linxen, but also in the face of the commander of the Southwest Army.

How could that great existence be offended by a little Chu Jianbin?

If it wasn't for Feng Linwan's initiative, he would duel with Chu Jianbin.

No matter how well Chu Jianbin hid his life, he was completely wiped out.

The immortality of the lich only exists in a given category.

When there is a strong person who breaks this category, the so-called immortality... is simply a big joke.

However, Feng Linwen showed a smile: "Don't worry, I'm sure to win!"

Feng Linwan's self-confidence was not an unprovoked self-awareness.

Even if Chu Jianbin is willing to fall, using the body of a **** of death to transform himself into a lich, in order to obtain a stable 'immortality' attribute, his energy level is still higher than that of Feng Linwen.

Feng Linwen is level 5 and Chu Jianbin is level 6.

In the absence of vitality bullets, it is very risky to compete with level five against level six.

The usual leapfrog kills, the leapfrog that exists in the same large area.

For example, level four kills level five, or level six kills level seven.

And between the fifth and sixth levels, there are gods and mortals.

This is an essential distinction.

Many people wondered where Feng Linwen's self-confidence came from.

Not only the audience on the other side of the webcast platform, but also many soldiers on the scene.

They not only sighed at Feng Lin's courage, but also laughed at Feng Lin's stupidity in their hearts.

"Hahaha! Good! Feng Linxuan, you are still a person after all. I promise you, I will fight you. I will make your flesh and blood into the ugliest suture monster, and I will make your bones, dead nails. On the dirty tombstone, let you bear the shame and crawl for thousands of years. The soul I want to draw out will be burned day and night with the flames that burn the soul..." Chu Jianbin was like a talker, and he kept talking about a certain These vicious punishments, as if he had defeated Feng Linye. And started a kind of nonsensical self-healing.

Feng Linchen listened so quietly, the whole world seemed to be quiet for his quietness.

No matter how people laugh at him in their hearts, they must respect him at this moment.

That's power, that's power.

Strength is not just a pair of invincible fists, that can only make people afraid, but not awe-inspiring.

Just like a gangster with a knife in a busy city, people just avoid him. Only the truly powerful people will bow their heads deeply, crawl on the ground, and bow their heads to the court.

The way of transcendence, the glory must indeed belong to oneself.

But before climbing to the top, power and power will be the best protectors.

Better than any magic weapon and divine art.

One step... one step... one step.

Feng Linxuan walked towards Chu Jianbin.

His pace was neither fast nor slow.

But with every step he took, everything around him collapsed.

The shattering of the dream brought the monsters that climbed out of the dead back to the dark abyss, so that they could not struggle.

What's the matter?

Everything is just a dream.

If you wake up from a dream, then have another dream, okay?

With the position in hand, the authorization of the military department, and the availability of a large number of resources, Feng Lin, why can't he recreate the brilliance of dream soil and real games?

Those copycats, they can build real games.

But they will always lack a special testing ground like a special war zone.

This is the most precious resource and core of the "game" of Feng Linye.

When Feng Linwen walked up to Chu Jianbin, Chu Jianbin also accumulated his huge death power.

The black crystal ball in his hand was bursting with incomparably dark and vicious energy.

That is enough energy to corrode, dissolve, and send a deity into death.

There was no more announcement, when the black crystal ball was aimed at Feng Linye.

Behind Feng Linye, the phantom of the ancient **** of death appeared.

It waved the huge sickle in its hand indifferently and cruelly, and was about to harvest Feng Lin's life.

Feng Linwan raised his hand at the same time.

He took a deep breath, as if to match the breath of the universe, and the next moment, a terrifying sword energy erupted from his body.

In the infinite thunder light, there seems to be a scorching sun, jumping out of chaos, and then lighting up the night sky.

Lv Chunyang's swordsmanship, Feng Linwen went astray.

This is not pure yang, but the supreme yang of domineering.

But this is what Feng Linye owns.

Everything seems like a dream, but it is real.

Under the scorching sun, and amid the noise of sword energy, the huge shadow of the ancient death **** seemed to have dimmed a little.

Before death's scythe swings down.

Feng Linwen held a giant blade, and the terrifying sword light split the space.

A light... along the chaos pulled by space, toward the dark universe.

The fragments of the godhead hanging on Feng Linwan's chest were shining brightly.

The ultimate light, the absolute light, the light that illuminates everything, even briefly illuminates the dark universe.

Let the brilliance of the eternal lighthouse probe into the depths of darkness.

The spirit butterfly flew out, and in the gap of time, at a certain moment that did not exist, it jumped in front of a treasure box.

The terrifying sword energy swept across, severing the treasure box and piercing the heart hidden in it.

The spirit butterfly disappeared.

Feng Linwen reappeared in the same place, as if he had never left.

Chu Jianbin, however, suddenly held his heart tightly, pointed at Feng Linwen, shaking his body, and then in the chaos, his body and soul were devoured by endless evil spirits, accompanied by the burning of the undead battleship, It will be completely classified as the dust of the universe, and there will be no trace.

At this time, the scythe of the phantom of the ancient death **** just barely reached the back of Feng Lin's neck.

It stirred up the hairs on the back of Feng Lin's neck, and goosebumps all over his body.

But in the end, it dissipated like smoke and dust and returned to nowhere.

Chu Jianbin, who drove all this, has disappeared, and the attacks he left behind will naturally only dissipate.

The fight is only for a moment.

Both sides made only one move.

One move is life and death.

Very decisive and cruel.

As for the promise that Chu Jianbin had to fulfill... Feng Linwen was not worried about this.

Even if he is gone~lightnovelpub.net~ there will still be someone who will give him everything he should know.

After all... Commander Southwest has never canceled the 'Follow', his projection has been standing aside, quietly watching Feng Linye, quietly supporting him.

It is equivalent to the witness of this decisive battle.

Turning around, Feng Linwen waved his hand, and the sword light protruded, tearing apart the star dome.

"Sinner Chu Jianbin, punish!"

wow...!

Whether it was the soldiers on the ten warships or the audience on the other end of the network, they all started to make noise.

They were all ignited some kind of passion by the instant decisive battle.

Facts have proved that an astonishing battle does not need to be fought for a long time, as if it has been entangled for a long time.

Touching life and death, doing your best, is enough to shock people.

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